"you……"

The girl's scream stopped abruptly, and a dim five-color clear light flashed by. The two and one dogs in the broken temple had disappeared, leaving only a pool of water stains on the ground, and three pieces of grass stems in the incense burner with broken legs.

The next moment, more than ten old and small people poured into the temple noisy.

"Fang Clep, you really didn't look at it, look..."

The old man in brocade robe who spoke out questioning suddenly opened his mouth, his eyes wide as if he was as big as a cow's eyes, staring at the golden statue full of spider webs without a moment!

There was still light flowing above the golden body, but it was visible dim as time passed.

"My merit, the golden light of merit!"

With a change of exclamation, more than ten young and old suddenly became silent! I don’t know who took the lead, but I knelt in a group and kept bowing! There was piety, fear, and hope and enthusiasm hidden in my eyes!

"Xiao, Xiao Xu Xianren has appeared, and has appeared again, again, again..."

Holding a dry tobacco pole in one hand, the old man with white beard and sloppy beard kept trembling and murmured.

The golden light of merit on the statue was dimming, and seeing that it was about to disappear without a trace, the old man in the brocade robe was panicked and was at a loss. Hearing this nagging, he immediately turned around and shouted, "Old man Zhang, why not stop talking quickly! If he hits the gods, can you afford it?!"

The old man had a certain status, and he scolded him with a stern voice. Old Man Zhang turned pale and shouted injustice: "Master Lizheng, no, it's not my business! I'm sincerely bowing to the gods, how could he bump into the gods? I just saw the stinky fox dragging a dead dog in secret... Yes, it must be that the little beggar was not clean, which made Xiao Xu unhappy..."

"A scoundrel man, you still have to make a quibble! Come on, quickly blow him out of the temple!"

Old Man Zhang was even more frightened and was still waiting to be distinguished, but someone else pulled his sleeves and stopped talking quickly. He walked out with his neighbor in a daze.

The old man in brocade robe quickly turned around and bowed to the statue to pray respectfully. He vaguely heard words of confession such as "the foolish people are uncharacteristic" and "collision against the immortals".

Although the children who had previously played in the streets and alleys felt that this was strange, they were not as awe-inspiring as adults. They had already sneaked out smartly and ran away while shouting.

"Immortal Xiao Xu has appeared! Immortal Xiao Xu has appeared!"

"Old man Zhang is so ruthless that he angered the gods!"

"No, it's that stinky fox that is not clean..."

The people in the city live in secret. Although most of them go to make a living during the day, there are always people who stay at home. This shouting is amazing. The courtyards on both sides of the alleys are in chaos. Uncles, aunts and sisters-in-law are rushing out in a swarm and running to the temple. There is a steady and steadily child who is getting more and more excited in asking. After receiving a positive answer, he is also eager to move forward and not willing to fall behind!

The atmosphere of seeking immortals in the Great Xia Dynasty was already strong. Although Dinghu City was remote in the desert, because Taoism and Confucianism and Buddhism were fighting each other, there were more opportunities to see immortals than in the mainland. It was precisely because the people were so anxious when they heard that the immortals appeared. If they were favored by the immortals, the benefits would make people jealous!

The old man rushed to the temple with his legs and feet. He saw two old men making fun of Old Man Zhang who was fainting on the ground. It turned out that when the old man heard the children shouting, "Old Man Zhang speaks in disbelief and angers the gods." He felt that he was injustice in his heart! He finally saw that the immortal showed up. This matter was extremely taboo. If one is not good, he would be considered a way to cut off his wealth. How could he have such courage? These hairy children are so hateful. Is the old man not willing to ask for some blessings from the immortals? He was already old and was so angry that he couldn't breathe in one breath. When he rolled his eyes, he fell down! He taught him that the two old men were in a hurry!

Most of the people who arrived just took a random look, and walked around like avoiding the plague god, while those who were enthusiastic stayed to ask questions. A woman with a coarse cloth thorn hairpin happened to carry a bamboo basket, with a clay pot and three clay bowls in the blue. Seeing this, she quickly approached her, put down the bamboo basket, lifted the clay pot, and poured a bowl of coarse tea. The two old men hurriedly helped Old Man Zhang up and worked together to pour him down. However, the man was fainted and his mouth was inconvenient, and his chest was wet.

The old man on the left praised: "Fourth families, can you send water to your parents-in-law and the head of your family?"

The civilian woman had already put away all the items and respectfully retreated aside. He hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, this is the case. I didn't expect to go out just now, but I heard that Xu Xiaoxian appeared here, so I hurried over."

The man from Niu sighed, "You are kind-hearted. In this world, people's hearts are not as good as ever!" After saying that, he looked at the passerby who was passing by, and shook his head.

Another old man also said, "Isn't it? When those yellow-mouthed children shouted, Lao Zhang didn't know how much sin he would have to bear."

"Ah!" the civilian woman exclaimed, showing concern, "I dare to ask uncle, is there any other love here?"

"How isn't it?"

The "uncle" was in high spirits and was quite flirting with emotion.

"According to my opinion, Xu Xiaoxian appeared this time, but he was begged by the little beggar!"

The Niu Weng nodded nonstop too.

At this moment, the broken temple had been surrounded and was covered with weeds in the courtyard. Even the weeds in the courtyard were full of people. However, the gods were present, and few dared to make loud noises. Therefore, the two "talking" old men attracted many listeners.

"Mr. Wu, don't keep it a secret. What happened? Tell me quickly!"

Mr. Wu straightened his waist, stroked his beard, and coughed lightly, "It's not impossible to say it, but I am busy rescuing Lao Zhang's head, and I'm so tired that my mouth is dry..."

The little Si family didn't know what they meant. They smiled and walked forward with the basket. There were already attentive people rushing to pour tea and serve water.

Wu Laomei drank a bowl of beautiful drinks, and the man who was beef beside him snorted coldly, and someone also served him.

After doing this, Mr. Wu said in a deep voice: "It's pitiful. This morning, the little beggar brought her wrinkled sand dog Ai's family to ask for food. Hu Damazi happened to be seen by him. Hu Damazi thought she was dirty and evil, so he beat and scolded him. The sand dog also protected her heart and went up to bite her, but she was just a young man. What's the opponent? She was kicked three feet away!"

Speaking of this, Mr. Wu stopped and looked compassionate. Someone asked to please him and said, "But the stinky fox who stayed in Xu Xiaoxian Temple that day and night?"

"Isn't it her? Do you see there are beggars next to us in Qingyuan Lane?"

Mr. Wu glared at the person who was talking, but only caused a burst of laughter.

"Don't you also dislike the troubles of stinky foxes on weekdays. You knock around early in the morning? Why are you so kind at this moment?"

Old Wu was so angry that he shouted, "Good you, the waiter of the Li family! The old man just said a few words, did he chase people with a broom like you? I have agreed with you that it was the little beggar who sincerely worshipped her bun to ask the immortal to save her. The immortal Xu was able to show his soul!"

When the waiter of the Li family changed his expression and said sternly: "Oh, you old Wu, half of it has been buried in the soil. You must accumulate some virtue for the next life!"

This man seemed to be a bit of a bad reputation. Old Wu roared with him, and looked fearful. Then he felt that it was too embarrassing to show weakness. He hummed and said, "Believe it or not! I just went to the temple to see it. The little beggar had no money to buy incense and candles, and only folded three grass stems and inserted them into the stove. The ground in front of the stove was wet! More than ten people saw this, the old man was still in the temple. If he didn't believe it, he could ask, and see if what the old man said was false at all?!"

The Li family waiter looked gloomy and asked in a deep voice: "You can see this with your own eyes?"

"this……"

Mr. Wu was speechless for a moment.

"Hmph!"

The waiter of the Li family sneered and booed in the crowd.

Mr. Wu's face was red and wanted to defend himself, but he said it too much. The little beggar was indeed coming to the temple to worship. At noon, he saw her crying and holding the dying wrinkled sand dog in, but that was all.

The man who was bullied by the side was embarrassed and sighed, "This matter is always the same. You have never seen it before. The children in the alley are not willing to play with the little beggar. She just serves as a companion for the sand dog, and keeps calling out "buns" and "buns" all the time. Erlang, let me tell you, how many times did she bring that dog to watch in front of your bun shop?"

The waiter of the Li family was speechless and stuttered for a while: "She is dirty and smelly. If the guests see it, their appetite will be lost first. Wouldn't it be a loss of business?"

"Hmph!" Niu Weng snorted softly, "That child is so pitiful, but he is also sensible. If you give alms one and a half, how could she come to your shop every day? And if your business is not good, don't blame others for being honest, buy less stinky meat, old noodles and rotten vegetables, make enough, keep the business prosperous!"

There was a response when the crowd was neutral.

The Li family's waiter was able to compete with Wu Lao, but he did not dare to disobey the Niu Weng. He was told that he blushed and retreated awkwardly.

"Mr. Niu, I wonder what happened to Xu Xiaoxian?"

What everyone was concerned about was this matter. After hearing the excitement, someone asked, which made everyone look forward to it.

The Niu Weng looked back at the scattered temple and sighed, "Let's wait. The king is praying for a long time, and it's time to give an answer."

When everyone heard this, they all turned their heads to look into the temple, but unfortunately they could not see anything except the dark heads.

At this moment, Old Man Zhang had already woken up slowly. Although he was in a coma just now, he vaguely knew what had happened. He struggled to get up and not mention the surrender of the Niu Weng, Old Wu, and Xiaosijia.

A scholar wearing a blue shirt and a turban stood quietly in the crowd. After listening to Mr. Wu’s statement, he quietly left, found a secluded corner, pinched an invisibility technique, and escaped into the sky. He came to the temple and bowed respectfully to the void: “But Uncle Xu is in front of him? Is the younger generation Hao Zhongwen polite?”

It turns out that this person is a Confucian monk. Although he is still young, he was not born when the Taoist Confucian fights the Demon Sect in Dinghu City more than a hundred years ago. However, he also knows one or two about the Xu Xiaoxianren Temple. The Confucian Sect has its own heritage and has also been involved in the methods of incense and divine Tao. After hearing the causes and consequences, he guessed that the people worshipping in the temple were probably nearby.

However, after being respectful for a long time, there was no movement in the void. Knowing that this legendary uncle did not want to see him, he had to sigh and leave.

The fact that I did it was too inauthentic to break the bridge across the river...
Chapter completed!